A/N: Ok, so there are several lemons in this chapter. It's actually easier to write them than I would have thought. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing lol! Anyway, our lovebirds are on their honeymoon, what do you expect? ;)

CHAPTER 13

I think it's about mid-morning by the time I finally wake up. Looking over at Caspian, I can only think of how jealous other women would be if they realized what they are missing. I have another strange thought that I can't believe that there were so many years where I didn't see him as even a little sexually attractive. Here he is now, my husband, sleeping on his back. He has the best looking sex hair, splayed in slight disarray over the pillow under his head. And his arms are lying off to his sides, with the blanket just resting just below his hips. All I want to do is run my fingers along the indentations by his pelvis or along the perfect trail of hair below his belly button. But first, I have to pee like I always do when I first wake up. So annoying. I quietly get up and take care of business, then crawl slowly back into bed. It's hard to choose where I want to start first to give him an unforgettable wakeup. I start by straddling him low enough that my face is level with his belly button. I begin a slow path of kisses and licks up the middle of his toned stomach. He starts to stir, but I look at his face and he's still not awake yet. I move my ministrations to one of his nipples, alternating from swirling my tongue around it to gently sucking the peak. Then when I move to the other nipple, his breathing picks up a bit. I look up at him again, and his eyes are finally open and already filled with lust. Mission accomplished. I continue my kisses up his chest until I reach his neck. I suck on a few spots there, just stopping to purr "good morning" into his ear. With that, he threads both of his hands into my hair on the back of my head and our mouths attack each other fervently. Most of last night, we were slow and sensual, with the natural hesitation that comes with a couple's very first time together. Today is the opposite, each of us filled with passionate need. He sits up, with me still straddling his waist. Not breaking our kisses, I reach down and push the remaining covers off of him so we were now both fully exposed. This plan is working out quite well. I break the kiss to look down, thankful to find that he is already hard, so I line myself over him and slowly slide down onto his cock.

He lets out a guttural moan. "Oh my god. You're so wet."

It's true. I don't think I've ever been this wet before, and my pussy is aching and throbbing. I start to grind my hips, and he moves his hands down to my hips to help me with the rhythm. It doesn't even take me that long to feel my orgasm building. This position feels amazing, and allows me to make sure he hits all the right spots inside me. Every stroke gets me closer and closer.

"You feel so good," I say to him. I try to hold off my orgasm longer, but my walls start to get tighter on their own accord. He whimpers, "Holy shit." I can only moan in response. He pulls my head back down to his and he kisses me hard. I'm starting to get a little tired, and can't quite keep up the pace that we both need. He expertly flips us over without pulling us apart, which momentarily delays my orgasm, but not for long. I wrap my legs tight around him, and with a few deep thrusts, I'm close again. I grasp onto his back with my hands, kneading the flesh with my fingers. I look into his eyes. "I'm close, baby."

"Unh. Me too. Wait for me."

"Come with me."

My walls start to tighten again. This time I can't hold it off anymore. The most amazing orgasm I've ever experienced completely overtakes my body with wave after wave of pleasure. Then Caspian moans loudly, his orgasm filling me with cum as my walls constrict around him. We lie like that kissing for about a minute while my orgasm continues to slowly dissipate, then he pulls out of me. I continue laying on my back, while Caspian moves to lay propped up right next to me. He puts his free hand along my jaw line, his thumb slowly stroking the soft skin on my cheek as we revel in our completely blissful morning.

"As prince-almost-king, I demand that you wake me up like that every day."

I laugh then bite down on my lip, "That was a pretty good idea, huh?"

"Probably your best idea since we've been married."

"Mmmm. And this is only the second day, my love. This is just the start of many great ideas," I say seductively.

He raises an eyebrow, "Oh really, my queen? And do you have any more for us today?"

Staring straight into his eyes, I grab the hand that was stroking my cheek. Not breaking eye contact, I take his thumb into my mouth, sucking all the way down to its base. Slowly gliding it back out of my mouth, I respond, "I guess you'll have to find out…"

We finally get out of bed, but it takes us a while because the freedom to make love whenever we want is especially liberating and exciting…and tempting. We are both really grimy with sweat so we take a bath together. But that just ends with me back on top of him, both of us moaning and saying each other's names. We might not ever get out of this room.

It's not just about the amazing sex, though. I'm thankful for so much time with him. For so many months, I've wanted nothing but free time with him, and now that I finally have it, I love every single second. I know this week will allow us to be more connected than we have ever been, and not just physically, but emotionally. We can't wait to get somewhere and really let loose.

We finally get ready without attacking each other again, so we go to the kitchen to eat breakfast and then go down to the stables. Our bags were already brought down by some of our servants. We have to take two horses this time because of the week's provisions that we need. The familiar journey to the cottage is cold, but beautiful with some snow still scattered in mounds on the ground. When we get to the cottage, I see a new building off to its side.

"What's that?"

"Oh—I had a small stable built for the horses. It's good to have one anyway, but I knew we'd be coming here, so I had it built to keep the horses warm while we're here."

We dismount and carry our bags inside. Then Caspian goes back outside to take care of the horses for the night. I take off some of my layers and my shoes and start a fire. I leave on my long, thin cotton dress, but also quickly take off my underwear. This will be fun. I back up and slide up onto the slick wooden table. I turn to look at him when he comes inside. He takes off his outer layers too, only he continues further and takes off his shirt, looking at me suggestively. Apparently we have very similar ideas. My smile widens as he leans down and takes of his boots, his eyes never leaving mine. Then he stands and slowly makes his way over to me. I widen my legs as much as I can since I'm wearing a long dress. Thankfully, it's enough that he can stand between them. He puts his hands on my butt and scoots me closer to the edge. I sit up and press my body against his and put my face against the side of his. "I don't have any underwear on," I say lowly and seductively in his ear.

I thought he would attack me, but he's in a more teasing mood. He slowly steps back and I watch as he reaches down and puts his hands around my calves where the bottom of my dress hits. He moves at an agonizing pace, squeezing various spots of my legs while simultaneously bringing the material up. By the time my dress is up by my thighs, my breathing starts to get erratic because I'm so turned on. He knows it too and smirks up at me. I scoot back a little so my butt is just back from the edge of the table, and I lie back and put my legs up on the table so the heels of my feet are propped against the edge. I pull up the dress so it's pooled around my waist. I'm not sure why, but it feels erotic to be covered on top but completely exposed to him on bottom. He stands between my legs and runs his hands up and down the outsides of my legs, looking at my pussy.

"I want to taste you," he says, looking at me for approval. Just those words make me more wet. I nod.

He first starts kissing by my knee on one of my legs, then continues his torturously slow track further down. I gasp when he licks and sucks on some of the skin of my upper thigh. Then nothing could prepare me for the feeling of his tongue licking up my entrance, bottom to top. His tongue feels amazing as he licks up my juices and swirls it around my clit. As he does that, I feel a few of his fingers enter me, pushing slowly in and out. I look down and watch him move his mouth over me. I reach down and thread my fingers though his hair. But as incredible as it feels, I don't think I'll climax this way because I'm a little too tense. I tug gently on his hair, "I want you inside me." He immediately stops, but places one last kiss on my clit. He pulls out his fingers and watches me intently as he sticks them all inside his mouth, licking them clean. I quickly sit up and remove the rest of my dress from my body while he takes off his pants so we're both naked again. I scoot back to the edge of the table so my butt is right on the edge. I'm not really sure what to do with my legs, but he steps in between them and helps me put them over his shoulders. I place my dress under my head so I can enjoy the view of him a little better. My toes curl as he takes his extremely hard cock and rubs it several times over my clit, refusing to enter me. I try to control my breathing, but his teasing is almost too much to bear. My hands clamp down on the sides of the table, trying to steady myself. I whimper and look at him pleadingly, so he finally slowly pushes into me. My body accommodates him immediately, and I start to get some relief from the dull ache of want. He continues a slow rhythm while he nuzzles and kisses my leg and reaches to caress my breasts and stomach with one of his hands. He's still torturously slow, but it turns me on even more when he takes control. One of his hands goes down and he rubs his thumb against my clit.

"I love you," he says, then again, only the sounds of our lovemaking are heard in the cabin.

I think we both need to change positions, so I sit up and move my legs back down. He pulls out of me so I can sit up all the way. I pull him close and I kiss him, tasting the last remnants of my saltiness on his mouth. I know we don't want to stop for long so I hop down off the table and he just watches for my next move. I turn towards the table and look at him over my shoulder as I bend over the table so he has access to me from behind. I can see that he's pleasantly surprised about the idea, and so am I. He quickly re-enters me and this new position opens up even more sensations. I love the feeling of his hands on my waist. Then he rubs me lovingly with one hand on my back. I'm building to climax faster now, because he's hitting me deep and he presses into my clit every time he thrusts. My walls start to constrict a little, so I know I'm getting close. He starts picking up his speed and pounds into me. I'm getting really close, and I start to lose control, so my walls start to steadily squeeze around him and he has to work harder to push into me because I'm so tight.

"Oh Anna…"

I finally lose control completely, and I cry out as my orgasm hits me with wave after wave of euphoria. He cries out as he climaxes too, and I feel his hands grasp my waist even harder. We're now nothing but a panting, sweating pair. I'm ok with that. When he's done, he pulls out of me then reaches down to grab his underwear. He reaches between my legs with the cloth to clean me up. Even after what we just did, the gesture seems so intimate and loving. He throws his underwear back on the floor then wraps his arms around me, kissing me passionately.

We lounge around and nap the rest of the day, then we replenish our bodies with a good dinner. Then he makes love to me one more time on the bed before we finally fall asleep, exhausted.

The next few days are just as special. Mealtimes are especially fun, as both Caspian and I are lacking in cooking skills because of our reliance on Ty and her crew when we're at home. One day, we wanted to get out of the house for a bit, so we bundled up and took our horses for a few laps around the frozen lake. Although cold, it is absolutely beautiful outside. The sun is shining and there isn't a cloud in the sky. The ice on the tree branches is starting to melt, and the patter of the dropping water onto the snow below is one of the only sounds I can hear. The occasional gust of chilly wind whips over my cheeks, making them sting. I'm willing to face the discomfort of the cold because I have a wonderful husband to help warm me up when we get back inside.

Today is our last full day at the cottage. We were lazy as usual this morning, and we've been lounging on the couch reading books this afternoon. We're sitting on opposite ends of the couch, each leaning back on one of the arms, and our legs are lined up side by side in the middle of the couch. I find myself unable to stop from glancing up at Caspian. His hair is getting pretty long, so it falls partly into his face. And his eyebrows are furrowed in the way that I love when he's concentrating. I finally can't take it anymore. I drop my book to the floor and stare at him. He looks up when he hears the book drop and he looks at me expectantly, unsure of what I'm going to do. Without breaking eye contact with his beautiful dark brown eyes, I squirm and maneuver my dress up my legs and up over my head. This leaves me topless in just my panties. He tosses his book to the floor and he looks happily over my body. I can see that he's already starting to get hard. I stand up and walk over to him.

"Sit in the middle of the couch, please," I request.

He scoots over to where I want him to be, and then I step in close to him and help him remove his shirt. I decide to leave his shorts on a little longer. He puts his arms around my legs, helping me as I straddle him. I bring my lips down on his passionately as we kiss and explore each other's mouths. His hands wander down my back and butt, while mine grasp his hair and his shoulders. We can't help but grind each other through what little clothes we have left on. Even though there are barriers between us, I love the feeling of him rubbing against me through my panties. After a few minutes, I get off him. He starts to get up to follow me, but I put my hand on his chest and push him back down. I stand about a foot in front of him and turn away from him so he can only see my back. Then, as slowly as I can, I remove my panties inch by inch. When they're finally off, I turn around and I can tell that he wants me bad. It's an empowering feeling. I bend down and help him take his shorts off, revealing his hard, erect member. I see the surprise and glimmer of excitement in his eyes when I kneel down in front of him between his legs. I take him in one of my hands and very slowly stroke him, which makes him whimper. I lean forward and kiss and lick down his stomach, teasing him more. I know I'm driving him crazy because he tries to thrust his hips to get more friction. I take him completely off guard when I let go of his cock with my hand, and then lean my head closely over his tip. I lick around the rim, and then take him into my mouth for the first time. I look up at him and see him throw his head back on the couch, and he instantaneously starts breathing heavier. He's big and long, so I can't quite get all of him in my mouth, so I put one of my hands back on the base of his cock and stroke him. I lick one side of him, base to tip then sink my mouth back onto him, bobbing my head up and down. I continue to lick, suck, and stroke him, and it doesn't take very long before I know he's getting close to climax. He starts to moan and move his hips a little more. I have my mouth completely on him and one hand is on the base of his cock and I bring up my other hand to massage his balls. I then feel him twitch and I keep him in my mouth while he yells out and spills his load into my mouth and I suck him dry. He tastes different than I expected-primarily salty-so I don't have a problem swallowing it.

I get up, standing from my kneeling position. He gets up quickly and pulls me into his embrace. He grasps my chin and makes it so our faces are mere inches from each other.

"That was incredible. Are you sure you've never done that before?"

I laugh then playfully punch his chest. "Absolutely sure. I was saving that just for you."

"Well, I certainly picked the right wife," he says. I lean in and kiss his chest. He continues, "I want you to stay naked forever."

I laugh again. "I don't think that's possible my love. Besides, we'll be king and queen soon. If we were naked all the time, we'd just be having sex all the time and wouldn't get anything done."

"And this is a problem why?"

Boys. I press a kiss to his lips this time. "I love you."

"I love you too," he says in return.

We spend the rest of the day just like we have every previous day this week: being consumed with each other. And after dinner, he pays me back for the surprise I gave him earlier that afternoon.

The next morning, I can only think about the perfection of the past few days as we pack up and get ready to go back to the castle. I thought at least by the end, we might get a little sick of each other since we were stuck in such a small cabin together for a whole week, but we never did. I think we needed this time more than anything. Our honeymoon became our time away from everything to enjoy everything about each other. Even as friends, we reconnected and fell in love with each other all over again. We can be completely ourselves in front of the other, and we always seem to still want more. I'm constantly reminded how lucky I am to have a man as wonderful as Caspian fall in love with me. I know that life won't always be as perfect as our honeymoon, but we can get through anything together.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the dirtiest of all the chapters. The next chapter is the last one for this story. It's been quite a fun challenge to crank out so many words in such a short amount of time. Thanks again for reading!